Текст и перевод песни 費玉清 - 屋簷下的思念

屋簷下的思念

雲朵漂泊腳步很寂寞 殘月如昨身影很單薄
卻沒有一雙手 再送來溫暖
夢中怎麼又到巷陌
風鈴聲噎心聽的難過 故事太多向何人訴說
窗外花已落 我也跟隨墜落
你是否也在牽掛著我

那一座滴水屋簷扯不斷思念
我的愛 一滴滴匯成溫暖胸懷
可是你早已離開 沒送我意外
屋簷下又是誰在等待
那一座滴水屋簷扯不斷思念
我的愛 一滴滴匯成溫暖胸懷
被風吹成無奈 又何必感慨
屋簷下總會有人去又來 雲朵漂泊腳步很寂寞 殘月如昨身影很單薄
卻沒有一雙手 再送來溫暖
夢中怎麼又到巷陌
風鈴聲噎心聽的難過 故事太多向何人訴說
窗外花已落 我也跟隨墜落
你是否也在牽掛著我

那一座滴水屋簷扯不斷思念
我的愛 一滴滴匯成溫暖胸懷
可是你早已離開 沒送我意外
屋簷下又是誰在等待
那一座滴水屋簷扯不斷思念
我的愛 一滴滴匯成溫暖胸懷
被風吹成無奈 又何必感慨
屋簷下總會有人去又來

被風吹成無奈 又何必感慨
屋簷下總會有人 去 又 來

Longing Under the Eaves

The drifting clouds seem lonely, and the waning moon is just as thin
There's not a pair of hands to offer me solace
In my dreams, I find myself walking down those familiar streets
The wind chimes ring sadly, and my heart aches with longing. There are too many stories to tell, but to whom can I confide?
The flowers outside have withered, and I feel like I'm fading away too
Do you ever think of me, as I do you?

Under that eave where raindrops fall, my longing lingers
My love, each drop becomes a warm embrace
But you have left me now, and there are no surprises
Who waits for me under that eave?
Under that eave where raindrops fall, my longing lingers
My love, each drop becomes a warm embrace
The wind has blown it all away. Why bother with regrets?
There will always be comings and goings under that eave. The drifting clouds seem lonely, and the waning moon is just as thin
There's not a pair of hands to offer me solace
In my dreams, I find myself walking down those familiar streets
The wind chimes ring sadly, and my heart aches with longing. There are too many stories to tell, but to whom can I confide?
The flowers outside have withered, and I feel like I'm fading away too
Do you ever think of me, as I do you?

Under that eave where raindrops fall, my longing lingers
My love, each drop becomes a warm embrace
But you have left me now, and there are no surprises
Who waits for me under that eave?
Under that eave where raindrops fall, my longing lingers
My love, each drop becomes a warm embrace
The wind has blown it all away. Why bother with regrets?
There will always be comings and goings under that eave

The wind has blown it all away. Why bother with regrets?
There will always be comings and goings under that eave